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In the dim light, the ebony god appreciates the curve of his cock, tracing its length with admiring fingers. He takes his time, savoring the anticipation. His hand, dark against his lighter flesh, wraps around his thickness, slowly pumping. The room echoes with his labored breaths and the slick sounds of his pleasure. His body tenses, and with a final, powerful stroke, he spills his load, painting his abdomen with white streaks.